Lay Up lyrics

[Chorus: Sherwood Marty]
I f*ck on a b*tch, I don't lay up
Ballin' like I hit a lay-up
Flexin' like I got my weight up
Now a n*gga really way up
I remember when they ain't believe me
Now they starin' every time that they see me
Young n*ggas but we really eatin'
I'll send a G, give me a reason
f*ck on that b*tch, don't lay up
Ballin' like I hit a lay-up
I f*ck on a b*tch, I don't lay up
I f*ck on a b*tch, I don't lay up
I f*ck on a b*tch, I don't lay up
Ballin' like I hit a lay-up
Flexin' like I got my weight up
Now a n*gga really way up, yeah

[Verse 1: Sherwood Marty]
I hit that b*tch and she give me some head
She told me lil Marty you great up in bed
Hit her so hard that she shake like she scared
Grabbin' her ankles, gon' break all her legs
Goin' so hard, I'ma break all the walls
After I f*ck she will not get a call
She told all her friends that lil Marty a dog
That just make 'em wan' come in my house
Can't love a b*tch, I'm in love with the streets
Can't love a b*tch I'm in love with the heat
Found a way for all my n*ggas to eat
Now the money got my n*ggas on fleek
Seventy bands, run it up in a week
No we don't lose, what the f*ck is defeat?
How you gon' win if you go against me?
They jump out that van, they gon' clear the whole street
Millions up in my reach, I'm on my grind, a n*gga way up
All them nights that we stayed up, n*gga had to be prayed up
I never put them K's up, n*gga ain't 'bout them takers
How I'ma switch my ways up, the hood really what made us, yeah